New Friend With Benefits (F/F)

I look over at Jade talking with the rest of the girls in our group, her warm nature is appealing and her audience seem to naturally be at ease in her company.

She catches me looking, stops and gives me a cheeky smile. Is it just me or was there more meaning behind that grin? She gently brushes her long dark hair behind her ear and goes back to her conversation.

I’m enjoying our night out, but am starting to feel a little too tipsy and am pleased when she says it’s time to go home, as I’m staying over at hers.

We met in a gym class a few months ago and we clicked instantly. Both of us are married with kids, but her children are away this weekend and I jumped at the chance to experience a rare lie in her in her spare room.

“Let’s grab a taxi!” She says a little too enthusiastically. Is she as eager to be alone with me as I am with her?

Deepthroating A Dildo. [F] [mast]

Been rather enjoying writing erotica. First time writing in first person, was a bit weird at first but not as hard as I thought it’d be. Anyway, hope you enjoy it!

I’ve been horny for days, well it started out just as a minor arousal. Ever since I met this guy at the coffee shop and we had hit it off, I’ve been aching to see him again. It was a slow day for me when he had come in and he was very chatty but seemed to be in a bit of a hurry so he had given me his number before he left. 

I was nervous when I first texted him as we slowly got to know eachother. Now everytime my phone goes off I get excited; just seeing his name pop up makes my pussy tingle. The days have become agonizingly long while I wait for the planned date. Thinking about what I’d love to do when we meet up, makes me wet with anticipation, though I haven’t told him about my fantasies. Each little flirty conversation just increasing my yearning. Though it seems he is always busy when I am not, and not busy when I am and I’ve been having trouble not to be constantly checking my phone while at work. 

Going to the Kellers’ Part 2 is now updated (more than half of it was missing). Check it out!

My apologies to my readers! I accidentally omitted a large portion of Part 2. I edited the post to include the full version. It’s really quite good and much better than the incomplete version I originally posted. Go check it out on my profile for some steamy action in the Kellers’ shower!

https://www.reddit.com/user/Fictional-Bumblebee/comments/u0raan/going_to_the_kellers_part_2_mfff_just_friends/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

I have a story concept I want to write but it’s a bit extreme/sadistic

I won’t really get into the details of the story too much here (but you can definitely message me if you want to know more).

Basically it’s set in a fictional world where one gender (women) are dominant in all aspects of society. It is a bit femdom centered (mostly gentle). The specifics of the erotica I won’t mention here but I’d be interested to know who is interested and who wants to know more.

Comment or message me if you’re curious.

Step Sister Corruption Part 247 – Day 128 The Edging Game (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Ok I may have *fucked* up big time.

What has been a fun day for the most part as I was just getting to the good bit in the video my dumbass decided to be evil and fucking *deny* Summer and Kel their own individual orgasms.

Yes I know it was stupid but come on with all the edging that Summer makes me do just so I can save my cum for just her and Kel there had to be some quid pro quo.

Right?

So it should have been acceptable to *deny* them for the fun of it.

At least that’s where *my* thinking took me thinking it was acceptable.

But *nnoooooooooo*.

Summer took this as a **challenge**.

And she was going to make me pay as evidenced when she let my balloon nuts drop from her mouth into her hand as she squeezed them and not being kind as her nails dug into my sensitive sack.

Then she asked Kel for her to switch places and fucking Kel agreed.

Naughty Night School: Art Lover – Part 2 [College] [Teacher/Student] [MF]

I made small talk with a few clusters of students before working up the nerve to stop at Dish’s table. Though my plan was to stall, I did actually float the model proposition to a few characters at the back of the room. One girl was quite tempted, but in the end decided tonight would be too short notice. It was encouraging, at least, that I didn’t come across as a *complete* creep while asking for a nude volunteer.

His back was to me as I approached him. He’d taken his jacket off and thrown it across the bench. A soft, heather grey t-shirt stretched out across his shoulders as he leaned forward on the table. His forearms were crossed in front of him as he scrolled through something on his laptop, lightly skimming the touchpad with one finger. His feet were tucked under the bench so that he pressed up on his toes. He shifted, bouncing one leg subtly to whatever music was pumping through his headphones.

oh fairy

Your face is enough to get me boner .i wanna kiss you passionately .
Your lips are like strawberry 🍓 , i wanna tastes them and wanna give you a deep throat 👄.
You body is perfectly shaped , i wanna hug you and laying on you all day and night.
You boobs 🍒 are like sponge balls , i wanna squeeze them with my hands . You nipples ( • ) ( • ) hard that can penetrate through your top.
You ass 🍑 is so amazing , i wanna grab it and spank you until it turns red and also wann fuck you like an animal from behind by pulling your hair .
I think your pussy will be pink , i wanna eat it , rubb it , fuck it and wanna fingering untill you cum .
Your puffy thighs are add more pleasure for me.
I think God is very kind to you , he made you very beautiful .

Don’t take your hands off the wheel [MF, cheating, mild dom, public]

“Don’t take your hands off the wheel.” I commanded her.

She nodded yes, her dirty blonde hair in a ponytail. She was in her late 20s, tall, large breasted, thin waisted and muscularly thighed. Her lips were expressive and lush.

We were stuck in the usual stop and go California traffic jam, carpooling home from work. Both married to others, we had started an affair at work some time ago. It started as flirtation, then became a game of my controlling her. The more I controlled, the wetter she would get. It’s had got to the point she had to carry an extra set of panties with her to work, and swap the soaked pair out for a fresh pair in her garage before she set foot in the house.

She was wearing a white top with six large buttons. She had already discarded her bra as told to at lunch, having to spend the rest of the day wondering if our coworkers saw her stiffening nipples poke at the thin material. I did, so I know they did.

I took my pocket knife and cut off the top button exposing some more cleavage. “You can tell him this popped off at work.”

(M,Tmtf) The backdoor neighbor (anal) (bj) (cum swallowing) (chastity)

I had locked myself in chastity for 10 days now, the longest I’ve been able to hold off by myself. I couldn’t wait any longer so I removed my cage and got my toys ready to fuck myself since I can only seem to have really good orgasms when I’m being fucked now. I put on some sissy hypnosis videos and played them pretty loud and turned on my machine when suddenly everything shut off. Fuck. I have no idea how to fix this… Then I think about my backdoor neighbor Dan, he’s always super helpful and I’m sure he’ll be able to fix this. I threw on a lilac colored ruffled sundress and headed out the back door. I wasn’t thinking about shoes or even underwear, maybe I was really horny or I just really cared more about fixing my electricity. I didn’t even bother cleaning up all of my toys. I started toward the fence that separates our lawns and opened the gate. We’ve gotten so close over the years we help each other out all the time and have given each other permission to go into the backyard anytime we need.

Diary of a submissive: Notes from my first session

His voice. If I had to pick one thing that I loved most about our first session, it would have to be his voice. He has the unique ability to convey both cruelty and compassion in the same breath, to come across as simultaneously savage and civilized, with a refined ferocity that must have taken a lifetime to cultivate.

The effect his voice had on me was hypnotic, stupefacient, almost alarmingly so. I found myself in a daze as I carried out his first series of instructions, as if possessed by him right from the start. I was amazed by how quickly I reacted and how readily I began to comply, well before my mind had time to process what I was being told to do:

“Strip naked.”

“Kneel down.”

“Bend over.”

“Present.”

Undressing, kneeling and ultimately prostrating myself for his initial assessment of me proved quite an ice breaker. Although I was eager to do as he said, the indecency of it felt, in some ways, like a small betrayal. A betrayal of myself, of my sensibilities, of my dignity. At the same time, it was wildly freeing, and it’s hard to put into words just how exhilarating it felt to overcome my own self-imposed modesty as I was made to “present” in this fashion several times throughout our session. As things progressed, I began to relish each new opportunity to open myself a little wider, arch my back a little deeper and push my shoulders a little harder into the floor.